Lift up the other paw and scratch it.

Fan Yuan also successfully left several red marks on his other hand, which were very symmetrical.

""

Luo Maomao was very satisfied with what he saw. He raised his chin high and shouted proudly at him: "Meow~"

I am the master!

Fan Yuan: ""

You are really a little ancestor.

Helplessly, she squeezed the claws in her hands and resigned herself to continuing to wash the foam off his body.

Luo Qing was pressed very comfortably, his throat rolled, and the cat stretched into a long strip in the water. His tail flicked, and the man who worked hard to help him bathe was splashed all over him again.

Fan Yuan felt that he must be crazy.

Otherwise, how could he serve a cat so patiently, especially when he is allergic to cat hair.

However, his hands were very honest and he did not dare to use too much force for fear of hurting him.

After rinsing, Fan Yuan turned Luo Maomao over and was about to wash his belly, then he remembered something: "Little guy, let me see if you are a male or a female."

Luo Qing, who was snoring comfortably, suddenly perked up his ears.

What did he say?

have a look?

"Meow!" He screamed loudly, jumped up, and ran out. What a gangster, he actually molested the cat!

Fan Yuan looked at the cat that was several steps away from him and raised his eyebrows. This reaction was too big. Did he understand what he said?

This little guy is very clever and seems to have a very high level of intelligence. He doesn’t look like an ordinary cat at all, but

I released my spiritual power to investigate again, but still didn't notice any difference.

This is indeed an ordinary cat.

strangeness.

Luo Qing didn't know that his identity was suspected again. He stretched out his jiojio to rub his belly, then raised his paw to pat the water: "Meow, meow, meow."

Take me out quickly and blow your hair.

Fan Yuan, who somehow understood the meaning from those pair of mandarin duck eyes: ""

"You really don't see outsiders at all."

He chuckled lightly, drained the shallow water in the bathtub, took the shower head and rinsed him again before picking him up.

As soon as I touched his body with my hands, the wet and sticky hair instantly became fluffy and dry.

Luo Maomao, whose appearance was originally a bit diminished due to exposure to water, immediately exploded in beauty.

The snow-white Persian cat lazily raised his eyes and looked at his scrapper haughtily. Then, he jumped up, landed lightly on the ground, flicked his tail, and walked away with elegant steps.

There is quite a sense of déjà vu that you will throw away after use.

Fan Yuan was very happy, this little guy is really awesome.

He shook his head and was about to get up to follow, only to find that there was foam everywhere on his body, so he reluctantly turned on the shower and washed himself.

Perhaps it was because he had temporarily forgotten about the cat hair allergy. He had not thought of it until now, so he naturally did not notice it. He did not feel any discomfort this time.

Even before, nothing strange happened to him, he just remembered this matter subconsciously.

As soon as Luo Maomao came out, he saw the computer on the table and ran over happily. One jiojio stepped on the keyboard and another jiojio pushed it up. But I don’t know if it was not strong enough or something else. After working on it for a long time, nothing happened.

Not opened.

Angry.

His beard is curling up and up, and it's so disgusting that this computer is bullying him.

The claws scratched angrily under the body, making the cat angry.

When Fan Yuan came out, wiping his hair with a towel, his face was blurred by the flying feathers.

""

"Where did the bird feathers come from?" Is there a bird in his house?

As soon as the hair on Fo's face fell out, he saw a white-haired dumpling on his small sofa, holding on to the pillow angrily.

And that feather flew out from the pillow which was very miserable.

""

When Luo Maomao saw the poop shoveler coming out, he tilted his head. When he saw him, he stared at her, motionless, and followed him.

A scarred pillow appeared in sight, and the beautiful cat's eyes suddenly widened.

Did he do this?

The next second, he decisively hid behind his back, then sat on the sofa very obediently, with two little jiojios in front of him, shouting sweetly at the shit shovel he was bound to, "Meow~"

The cat didn't do anything, the cat didn't know.

The corners of Fan Yuan's mouth twitched and he said to the pretendingly obedient cat: "There are two or three pillows as big as yours. Your small body can't hide them."

Luo Qing tilted his head and blinked his bright mandarin duck eyes: "Meow meow~"

What are you talking about? Cat cannot understand.

Fan Yuan: ""

"Meow~" Luo Qing called again, with a long and affectionate ending.

I want to ask, can you bear it when an extremely beautiful Persian cat acts coquettishly at you?

Of course not.

Throwing down the towel, he walked over, picked up the well-behaved Luo Maomao, and pinched his paws: "You little guy, you are really wild, don't scratch me next time, you know?"

"Meow~" Luo Qing took the initiative to nuzzle him and meowed stickyly.

Fan Yuan didn't understand either and unilaterally concluded that he had agreed: "Be good, let's go and get you something to eat."

When Luo Qing heard this, he became energetic. He was indeed a little hungry.

He nodded quickly and stretched out his paw to pat him, signaling to hurry up.

Fan Yuan's eyes flashed with meaning, he was really too agile.

I was thinking about checking it out again, and my eyes were attracted by the sofa in the living room.

Walking over quickly, who told him why his sofa also had several holes?

Thinking of something, he glanced at the cat in his arms.

When Luo Qing saw the sofa, he felt a little guilty. He shouldn't have done this, right?

Seeing the man shoveling shit looking over, he reflexively extended his paws to cover his face.

They are full of them and have nothing to do with cats. They are not done by cats. Cats really don’t know anything.

Fan Yuan: ""

The author has something to say: Fan Yuan: Can you hit a cat?

Luo Qing: Are you sure?

Fan Yuan immediately flattered: How could it be possible? I'll just tell you. Qingqing gives you this pillow and keeps scratching it.

Tuanzi: Dog legs!

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Thanks to the little angels who voted for me or irrigated the nutrient solution between 2022-03-25 12:31:31~2022-03-25 20:56:57~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mines: 2 ink marks; 1 koi possession;

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: Tangshang 6 bottles; Fengyun Zibai 5 bottles; yq 1 bottle;
Chapter completed!